The thoughts of a middle aged woman whose wild oats have turned to shredded wheat

Thursday, January 21, 2010

Car Crashes and Polka Porn

Rain is back today, not heavy, just nice and gentle.

Today at lunch I picked Bob up from work and took him home and then headed back to work. As I was coming off of Fair Oaks onto Sunrise, I watched the car in front of me go around the corner, start to merge into traffic and then suddenly veer to the right into a telephone pole. It was really weird. Almost like I was watching the whole thing in slow motion all the time thinking to myself "no way! This can't be happening." I pulled around her and off the road to see if she was ok. As I exited the truck and started back towards her, her engine was revving and smoke was pouring out. All of a sudden she puts the car in reverse and it jerks backwards about 10 feet. In the meantime, the car behind me has pulled over behind her and the gentleman in the car is calling 911. When she flies backwards she almost hits him, She gets the car in drive again and "BLAM"! Into the telephone pole again. I was moving towards the car and again the throws it in reverse. My next thought was "holy crap! She may hit me if she gets around the pole." At this point her engine finally dies and smoke is pouring out of the car and filling the interior. I walk up to the drivers side and see its a young girl around 18. Her air bag deployed and she is dazed and holding her phone.

"Are you ok?""Is it bad?""Yes, its pretty bad, Are you ok?""I think so. I need to call my Dad""Lets get out of the car and over to the side of the road"I finally convinced her to get out and off to the side. The gentleman behind us came up and let us know he called 911.At this point she started getting very wobbly. I put my shawl around her because I thought she may be shocky and we helped her to my truck. Sh started telling us she couldn't see. I started to get scared because she was so unsteady and she just stared off into space. I kept talking to her and she came around again was able to tell us her name. We stayed with her until fire rescue and the highway patrol arrived and got things under control. I think she'll be ok.

It amazes me how people think it was sweet of me to stay with her. I was doing what you are supposed to do. What I hope someone would do for me if I were in that situation.

On a lighter note, I went to knit night tonight and was able to see the new line of yarn of from Opal Yarns. Its called "Antonia" for Tyrolean pop singer Antonia (an avid knitter).It has some great colorways, but what is hysterical about it are the picture of her on the labels in various undergarments she has knitted. Kelly refers to her as the "Polka Porn Star". Now I challenge to you to get the image of "polka porn" out of your mind! (Oom Papa Oompa...)